Earth to Man Show viewers: you are not revolutionaries

[The following was inspired by Take Back the Night Week, and a debate about WOW on August J. Pollak's Xoverboard. WOW is the creation of shock jock DJs Opie and Anthony, and stands for "Whip Em Out Wednesdays," meaning women who see WOW bumperstickers on Wednesdays are supposed to bare their breasts for passersby.]

Now I am completely and totally mystified as to how the guys who listen to Opie and Anthony and Howard Stern or read Maxim or watch The Man Show continue to think they are somehow cool and rebellious and like, totally wild and crazy for enjoying pictures of women in bikinis, as if they are somehow fighting the powers that be by drooling over half-clothed blond clones with collagen lips and silicone breast implants. Funny how desperate some well-off heterosexual white guys are to shock people...

Actually, according to these guys, the oppressive Powers That Be are not the government or the police but women like Oprah Winfrey and Rosie O'Donnell. How original. Start the revolution. Of course I completely believe in their freedom of speech, but too bad they do so little with it. A perfect example of this is this horrible animation "Hef: Defender of the Free World", starring Playboy publisher Hugh Hefner as a superhero with scantily clad Playboy Bunny sidekicks. Worse, it portrays those who criticize Hef and his ilk as ugly man-hating terrorists who want to crack down on good old-fashioned fun and sex and brainwash people into watching "Will and Grace."

I have an alternate explanation. Perhaps some of us just think Opie, Anthony & Co. are clueless self-important bigots who don't really understand that their jokes are 30+ years old and weren't even funny back then. Honestly, do we really need to hear any more of these tired sexist white boy fantasies? I completely believe in their right to freedom of expression, but some people get more freedom of expression than others--Maxim is a full-color glossy with huge circulation, while publications like Bitch and Bust struggle along with quarterly publication and miniscule circulation. Anyway, I guarantee that the revolution will not begin in a Hooters restaurant.